But I’m still being a good doobie with my gallon of water, plus splashes of apple and lemon juices. I am also taking a Mag-Phos homeopathic thing. Oh and some sort of other homeo stone breaker crap that makes my water taste like iced tea (at least that’s what I tell myself).

Man, it’s been a good day so far. My parents and my brother came out to see me take a cake at my home group, I had chicken fried steak and eggs for breakfast, and Cal beat the snooty kids from the Chicago suburbs.

Thanks guys. MaryAnn will be 10 next month. Oncologist dropped by the clinic for something he forgot. Did a full pathology. Tumor was encapsulated. Surrounding cells are all clear. Meds for the abscess, They think they missed it when she had the last abscess. Follow ups scheduled. No chemo for now. She didn’t smoke. No second hand smoke either. I was a mess all day.

Hey, would everyone please say a prayer for an 18-year-old young lady named Daisy Dillman?

She is the younger sister of a friend of the TiFW daughters who was just diagnosed with Acute Myelogenous Leukemia. Her family lives up the street from us, and I can still remember her coming around to sell us Girl Scout Cookies and to play with our dogs.

When I trained at UMass the CT scanner was unable to handle some of the obese trauma patients. They had to be transported one town over to the Tufts Vet School to use the large animal scanner. I doubt they still do that now, probably have a jumbo scanner of their own.

MaryAnn is getting chickyrice. The veterinary clinic where we take our dogs is pretty good. Jimbro, when Gingy was sick a few years ago, our vet referred us to a doggie GI specialist. She was getting better treatment than my Mom was at the VA. Lots of machines that went *Bing*

That all makes sense, I guess I just never thought about it. The hardware we use for fixing bones has a veterinary division I’ve never clicked on until now: http://us.synthesvet.com/
We’ve always gone to general vets and I figured there were vets who did surgery on small animals and some others on large animals. The more you know…

Will do, Sean. Scott, Gingy is losing vision. Dr said mild cataract, but nothing we need to worry about. It is heartbreaking to watch her. Were they able to treat the glaucoma? Did she get doggie marijuana?

Jimbro, back in the early eighties we were architects for the thoracic surgery unit renovation at UofM. Thursdays were known as fat day. On that day all of the normal furniture in the waiting room was put into the special closets that held the fat day furniture of huge benches that wouldn’t collapse when the fat patients came in.

I cannot imagine how they handle that shit now in the PC don’t state the obvious environment the mush heads have created.

They probably mix them with the rest of the standard overweight and normal weight patients. We have a few fat benches and tables in the office. A woman who was a year behind me in school ended up here and she does only bariatric surgery. Their clinic must be a sight to see. Every day is fat day.

Leon, we do too. When the priest came to the house to perform last rites on my Dad, he blessed my Dad’s dog and his cat. My Dad wasn’t Catholic. His GF was. My Dad’s final hours were spent with me, that freaking cat, and that dog. 5 years ago next month: My Dad was in hospice, my Mom was in a coma, and Gingy was in ICU. Today: MaryAnn had cancer, my FiL is still in rehab, and my MiL is losing her mind. I need someone to find $20

From the Kill Me Nao file: MiL has called 5 times about her bedroom TV not working. SiL, hubby, and 3 grown kids live less than a mile away. Dan is THE ONLY PERSON IN THE WORLD equipped to handle this. We told her we would be by on Monday. She is still calling. SMH

When you know she’s no high climber
Then you find your only friend
In a room with your two timer
And you’re sure you’re near the end
Then you derp a little wild one
And she brings you only sorrow
All the time you know she’s smilin’
You’ll be on your knees tomorrow